Karmen’s words hit like a cold water being splashed on her face.
She had the right to scream at him, but she couldn’t. "Why?" Katelyn’s lips quivered as she asked for the reason. "What’s there that you despise me? Other guys would die to be with me."
"I’m not them. Since I’ve clarified you, I urge you not to think about pursuing me. Because I won’t return the same feelings to you," Karmen affirmed. He then bowed, and took a step back before walking out of the room.
Katelyn furrowed her brows together as tears threatened to escape her eyes. She felt Amelie walking in and quickly turned around to wipe the tears off her eyes.
"I’m fine. I shouldn’t have expected too much from Karmen. He was straightforward even the first time I asked. I’ve no idea why I clung to the hope that Karmen would consider me," Katelyn said, turning around and facing Amelie with a smile.
’I hoped Karmen would give Kate a chance,’ Amelie thought.
She walked over Katelyn and hugged her while patting her back gently.
"Amelie, I’m truly fine," Katelyn murmured as she shut her eyes, trying to calm down herself. "I asked him the reason, but he didn’t even tell me. He simply despises me. His words showed that."
"It’s strange," Amelie whispered as she pulled away. "But you’ll get a better man than Karmen. Don’t make yourself feel low."
"Hmm. I won’t," Katelyn said.
Amelie understood she needed some alone time, so not to pester her anymore, she decided to leave.
"I think Gabriel must be looking for me. I should go back," Amelie opined.
"Yeah, you should go," Katelyn stated.
Amelie waved at her and left the princess’ room. As she walked through the corridor before heading to her own quarters, which was upstairs in the second floor, she halted as a pair of arms hugged her from behind.
"Gabriel!" She exclaimed in shock and tilted her head.
"Did you check the dress?" Gabriel asked.
"Not yet," Amelie shook her head. "I was with Kate. You were with Her Majesty. I thought you would stay with your mother for a longer time."
Gabriel chuckled and got his grip loosened around her. "I couldn’t," he murmured. He held her hand, intertwining their fingers before walking ahead to their room.
"Don’t tell me you again fought with your mother." Amelie glared at him.
"I didn’t," Gabriel said, letting go of her hand. His eyes glued to the dress that Amelie was supposed to wear in the reception. "It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" He tilted his head, looking at Amelie.
"Yes."
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